Dark Fate: The Gathering (The Dark Fate Chronicles Book 1) by Matt Howerter & Jon Reinke

Author:Matt Howerter & Jon Reinke [Howerter, Matt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Magic, dwarf, Fantasy, shapeshifter, elf, sorcery, vampire, Dark fantasy, epic fantasy, sword
Publisher: Idea Forge Publishing
Published: 2013-12-03T23:00:00+00:00

BANLOR sat on the edge of the desk, regarding the wreckage of the room around him. His hand gently cupped the blue-veined stone that had been under the glass dome. His right ring and middle fingers lightly stroked the letters engraved on the surface.

All about him, the evidence of his fury was apparent in the dim light provided by the few wall-mounted oil lamps that had escaped his rampage. A paper that had been cast into the air from a violent sweep of his arm slipped free of its binding in a skewed picture frame and began a seesaw path to cover the shattered glass lying on the floor.

Princess Sloane was alive and well.

The appearance of the princess and her escort at the gates of the Citadel had thrown the entire city into an uproar, but none so much as him.

Curse the face of Eos, Banlor thought as his fingers flexed convulsively about the piece of rubble in his hand. Standing, the minister placed the stone carefully on the desk, which was now clean of all but a single piece of parchment. He crossed the room to cast the doors to his balcony wide and stepped into the cool night air.

From below and all around him, music and snatches of voices were raised in song and laughter. The sounds floated on the night’s breeze, adding a human touch to the susurration of the wind through the trees and the constant thrum of the falls beyond his sight in the darkness. The successful ceremonial bonding of the princess to Alexander had already shifted the sense of unease amongst the Basinian people to one of hope. Damned sheep have slipped the pen, he thought sourly.

It had been child’s play to build on the natural distrust of the Basinian people. The Pelosians were well known for their violent past, and given the distance between the kingdoms, not much was truly known about them or their daily lives. Having a real, and he had to admit, beautiful, example to look on in this most public of ways had done for the Basinian people what years of trader’s news reports, small scholarly expeditions, and occasional travelers had been unable to do: She made the Pelosian savages human.

Well, I am not entirely undone, he mused, drumming his fingers on the rail, unconsciously in time with a folkdance that trilled on the breeze. There were still issues of trade to be worked out, and Harristone’s failure to appear with the other dignitaries was at least according to plan. The grumbling of those he had his hand on had quieted nicely in the face of the disappearance of an outspoken opponent.

Just like the pruning of an offending tree branch, the rest of his grove of support would now bend more easily to his will. He noted from the way the eyes of men like Spinnaker and Gornella failed to meet his today that the elimination of the balding man was the right choice. Yesterday, they were all but ready to stare him down, arguing on points that seemed trivial.

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